Summary: ~One-shot!~ You were the childhood friend of Guy and worked for him when you were younger. You thought you were the only survivor of the massacre, but you soon learn differently. However, Guy isn't quite the same as you remember him. Can you help him get over his fear of women? You x Guy

And every single night, you wished for freedom, but his presence, his very existence, kept it so far away, hiding it behind the loud pounding of a beating drum that gets louder and louder as time passes.

Thus you kept wishing, hoping, for someone to come save you and make it all go away.

Summary: Taking care of your superior's prisoner is a pain... especially when your current mission is a current insult to your rank. Not to mention that the said prisoner was an uke that no one could resist. And what's this? Your superior swings that way? It would seem that your job is getting tougher and tougher each new day... (WARNINGS INSIDE)

Summary: Duncan knew who Alistair was when he recruited him. He knew that his mother was once a great Grey Warden, an elven mage by the name of Fiona. He also knew that his father was once king, King Maric of Fereldan. But they were more than the boy’s heritage, they were Duncan’s dearest friends.

You found music as a way of communicating to your listeners, telling them of stories without words, singing them a song that would get them to understand your feelings, your surroundings, and take them to a new world that you created temporarily or permanently for them.

To you, Music was your way of 'speaking' and when a certain genius came to your life, not only did he out matched you in any sort of skill you had, he became your inspiration and you his to communicate through your mutual passion: Art...